[Open] I can't control my brain

“Bah, don’t worry about your skills dear, have you seen the kind of disasters that call themselves a musician nowadays? With that beautiful smile of your you won’t even have to be good at playing I promise!” he joked as he took a sip from his drink.

“I wish that I could do more for you” he said turning uncharacteristically sad tone. “I wish that things had gone differently but in the end there was little choice for anyone”. At the least he had the chance to break his chains, giving himself to the music even if it had meant to leave everything behind. Claude didn’t have such choices and it hurt to see her friend in such a difficult position. “We can only hope for the best I guess” he said, determined to be optimistic. If it was in his hands, Claude would leave this place smiling, he was one bard on a mission.